[{"id":9377461,"name":"Syrup Splash","trackName":"Syrup Splash","artistName":"Spark Master Tape","albumName":"Syrup Splash","duration":149.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I push that Dyson, no hoover in my camp\nSmoke peruvian like puff puff\nThat cool again Syrup splash\nMy pool again, swim wear, my hooligans\nI vaporize I get high homie I hope she pops\nSip that purp, Codeine eyes\nPush that merk, Portable play\nStation on my hip by the gat all day\nPut you in a coff-in the center of LA\nMy girl she blows, she fuck and do yay\nDruuugs\nI do a lot of em', these hoes\nI'm fucking all of them, bitches\nYeah they think I'm cheating, cause I jet night late\nI'm leaving, you're right yeah thats the reason\nKeep thinking while the real reason being\nI caught a plane out to Cleveland late last evening\nTo help my niggas clean up\nSome niggas no longer breathing now\nNo longer breathing now\n\nCold-ass world; niggas kill you in your sleep\nIt's a cold-ass world; 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fast\ngot a price on my head see if i last\nIm the one who has no past\nIm the one who has brand new jams\nCocaine on my nose im the one playing leggos\nLivin off a click my click were about to let go\nFive shots Five shots run up on ya with five shots\nYou start beefin at five a clock your goin to be dead around five clock\nBlunts in my mouth\nGameboy in my pocket\nSega in a whip\nI got some kilos in my locker\nand when im up in ya lockas\nTheres molotavs in em lockas\nand when i need some shotguns i call my\nDope Dealer\nDope Dealer we dealing them troke\nwe some dope dealers we selling the jams\nWe dope dealers we be movin a blow\nWe dope dealers if you need some shit let me know\nI keep my gun on watch my rolli\nPaper Platoon is a squad full of guys and goons\nkeepin that nigga loaded\nDope Dealer","syncedLyrics":"[00:09.57] Uh Spark uh uh what do you know about a hot gun on yo waist blood on your shoes\n[00:22.71] we get rich or die trying we flippin money we balldroppin\n[00:25.25] Time is cash so were livin fast\n[00:26.88] got a price on my head see if i last\n[00:28.43] Im the one who has no past\n[00:29.99] Im the one who has brand new jams\n[00:31.85] Cocaine on my nose im the one playing leggos\n[00:34.76] Livin off a click my click were about to let go\n[00:37.61] Five shots Five shots run up on ya with five shots\n[00:41.08] You start beefin at five a clock your goin to be dead around five clock\n[00:44.27] Blunts in my mouth\n[00:45.99] Gameboy in my pocket\n[00:47.81] Sega in a whip\n[00:48.60] I got some kilos in my locker\n[00:50.42] and when im up in ya lockas\n[00:52.49] Theres molotavs in em lockas\n[00:54.06] and when i need some shotguns i call my\n[00:57.62] Dope Dealer\n[01:11.63] Dope Dealer we dealing them troke\n[01:13.05] we some dope dealers we selling the jams\n[01:16.30] We dope dealers we be movin a blow\n[01:19.42] We dope dealers if you need some shit let me know\n[01:48.54] I keep my gun on watch my rolli\n[01:51.20] Paper Platoon is a squad full of guys and goons\n[01:53.54] keepin that nigga loaded\n[02:01.22] Dope Dealer\n[02:27.87] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dope Dealer\n  artist: Spark Master Tape\n  album: Syrup Splash\n  duration_ms: 167000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Uh Spark uh uh what do you know about a hot gun on yo waist blood on your shoes\n  start_ms: 9570\n  end_ms: 22710\n- text: we get rich or die trying we flippin money we balldroppin\n  start_ms: 22710\n  end_ms: 25250\n- text: Time is cash so were livin fast\n  start_ms: 25250\n  end_ms: 26880\n- text: got a price on my head see if i last\n  start_ms: 26880\n  end_ms: 28430\n- text: Im the one who has no past\n  start_ms: 28430\n  end_ms: 29990\n- text: Im the one who has brand new jams\n  start_ms: 29990\n  end_ms: 31850\n- text: Cocaine on my nose im the one playing leggos\n  start_ms: 31850\n  end_ms: 34760\n- text: Livin off a click my click were about to let go\n  start_ms: 34760\n  end_ms: 37610\n- text: Five shots Five shots run up on ya with five shots\n  start_ms: 37610\n  end_ms: 41080\n- text: You start beefin at five a clock your goin to be dead around five clock\n  start_ms: 41080\n  end_ms: 44270\n- text: Blunts in my mouth\n  start_ms: 44270\n  end_ms: 45990\n- text: Gameboy in my pocket\n  start_ms: 45990\n  end_ms: 47810\n- text: Sega in a whip\n  start_ms: 47810\n  end_ms: 48600\n- text: I got some kilos in my locker\n  start_ms: 48600\n  end_ms: 50420\n- text: and when im up in ya lockas\n  start_ms: 50420\n  end_ms: 52490\n- text: Theres molotavs in em lockas\n  start_ms: 52490\n  end_ms: 54060\n- text: and when i need some shotguns i call my\n  start_ms: 54060\n  end_ms: 57620\n- text: Dope Dealer\n  start_ms: 57620\n  end_ms: 71630\n- text: Dope Dealer we dealing them troke\n  start_ms: 71630\n  end_ms: 73050\n- text: we some dope dealers we selling the jams\n  start_ms: 73050\n  end_ms: 76300\n- text: We dope dealers we be 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I'm crazy\nThese kids need an M80\nJust to walk safe to they KG's\nAnd we still smoking that crack\nMy brother dead, he ain't comin' back\nWanna G like me just to run it back\nBut we don't give a fuck they just stabbed his ass\nFor a new snap back, beats, and a back pack\nNow I pack a double pack of two back pack pack for any rapper\nGang banger, mother fucka tryin' to slang on my street\nAnd any hoes trying to stand on my street\nWe been in the hood for so long\nMy stoop got an imprint of all\nMy killas standing real tall\nAnd yeah, united we fall\nI was born in hell, how could shit get worse?\n\nAnd on my moms I'mma get this paper 'til my knees don't church\n(Swag) And When I say that shit it means sumn'\nEver since the world didn't end I figured\nThat my life might actually mean sumn'\nBred out the apocalypse\nMayan gods ain't stoppin this\nI fell, but I landed. I'm on top of this\nWorld heart break, dinner plate shot with piss\nNow I'm back in a muzzle flash\nAnd I got my oven hot\nAs I light my Molotov with a ton of cash\nAnd my team never soft\nStay cocked with some rocks, propane\nAnd that fresh full of thunderclaps","syncedLyrics":"[00:19.57] Who crazy? I'm crazy\n[00:21.13] These kids need an M80\n[00:22.83] Just to walk safe to they KG's\n[00:24.74] And we still smoking that crack\n[00:26.87] My brother dead, he ain't comin' back\n[00:28.65] Wanna G like me just to run it back\n[00:30.89] But we don't give a fuck they just stabbed his ass\n[00:32.88] For a new snap back, beats, and a back pack\n[00:34.73] Now I pack a double pack of two back pack pack for any rapper\n[00:36.76] Gang banger, mother fucka tryin' to slang on my street\n[00:40.80] And any hoes trying to stand on my street\n[00:42.57] We been in the hood for so long\n[00:44.68] My stoop got an imprint of all\n[00:46.71] My killas standing real tall\n[00:48.77] And yeah, united we fall\n[00:50.20] I was born in hell, how could shit get worse?\n[00:53.85] And on my moms I'mma get this paper 'til my knees don't church\n[00:57.94] (Swag) And When I say that shit it means sumn'\n[01:01.75] Ever since the world didn't end I figured\n[01:04.27] That my life might actually mean sumn'\n[01:05.97] Bred out the apocalypse\n[01:07.74] Mayan gods ain't stoppin this\n[01:09.67] I fell, but I landed. I'm on top of this\n[01:10.97] World heart break, dinner plate shot with piss\n[01:14.28] Now I'm back in a muzzle flash\n[01:15.23] And I got my oven hot\n[01:16.63] As I light my Molotov with a ton of cash\n[01:17.88] And my team never soft\n[01:19.06] Stay cocked with some rocks, propane\n[01:20.72] And that fresh full of thunderclaps\n[01:22.07] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: M80\n  artist: Spark Master Tape\n  album: Syrup Splash\n  duration_ms: 162000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Who crazy? 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I'm crazy\n  These kids need an M80\n  Just to walk safe to they KG's\n  And we still smoking that crack\n  My brother dead, he ain't comin' back\n  Wanna G like me just to run it back\n  But we don't give a fuck they just stabbed his ass\n  For a new snap back, beats, and a back pack\n  Now I pack a double pack of two back pack pack for any rapper\n  Gang banger, mother fucka tryin' to slang on my street\n  And any hoes trying to stand on my street\n  We been in the hood for so long\n  My stoop got an imprint of all\n  My killas standing real tall\n  And yeah, united we fall\n  I was born in hell, how could shit get worse?\n\n  And on my moms I'mma get this paper 'til my knees don't church\n  (Swag) And When I say that shit it means sumn'\n  Ever since the world didn't end I figured\n  That my life might actually mean sumn'\n  Bred out the apocalypse\n  Mayan gods ain't stoppin this\n  I fell, but I landed. 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Master Tape (ugh)\nNever gave a fukk about a bitch\nSpark Master Tape (ugh)\nNever gave a fukk about a bitch I said I'm\n\nNever give a fukk about em'\nNever, Never give a fukk about em'\n\nNever give a fukk about em'\nNever, Never give a fukk about em'\nBitch I see em'\n\nNever give a fukk about em'\nNever, Never give a fukk about em'\n\nNever give a fukk about em'\nNever, Never give a fukk about em'\nBitch I see em'\n\nSPARK\n\nSpark Master Tape (ugh)\nNever gave a fukk about a bitch\nSpark Master Tape (ugh)\nNever gave a fukk about a bitch I said I'm\n\nSpark Master Tape (ugh)\nNever gave a fukk about a bitch\nSpark Master Tape (ugh)\nNever gave a fukk about a bitch I said I'm\n\nNever give a fukk about em'\nNever, Never give a fukk about em'\n\nNever give a fukk about em'\nNever, Never give a fukk about em'\nBitch I see em'\n\nNever give a fukk about em'\nNever, Never give a fukk about em'\n\nNever give a fukk about em'\nNever, Never give a fukk about em'\nBitch I see em'\nSPARK\n\n\"I want a remix, I think I want a remix\"\n\nSpark Master Tape (ugh)\nNever gave a fukk about a bitch\nSpark Master Tape (ugh)\nNever gave a fukk about a bitch I said I'm\n\nSpark Master Tape (ugh)\nNever gave a fukk about a bitch\nSpark Master Tape (ugh)\nNever gave a fukk about a bitch I said I'm\n\n[...rec-og-nize N.I.C.E] x","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.88] Ughh\n[00:02.77] Aight man, let me.\n[00:08.16] Drinkin' alone is like shitting in company\n[00:10.87] So I got alcoholics only in my Company\n[00:13.56] Aww man\n[00:17.22] Ughhhh\n[00:18.11] She was a cutie smokin' little zooties\n[00:20.85] From.from a city called \"A...\"\n[00:27.14] I must have been Capone in my last life\n[00:29.88] Po-lice got me flagged like a gas pipe\n[00:32.55] Walkin' thru this bitch like a crash...\n[00:34.39] Aww man\n[00:35.22] Listen I'm a just do it like\n[00:36.18] WHOOP\n[00:37.04] Spark Master Tape (ugh)\n[00:37.98] Never gave a fukk about a bitch\n[00:40.66] Spark Master Tape (ugh)\n[00:43.33] Never gave a fukk about a bitch I said I'm\n[00:45.17] Spark Master Tape (ugh)\n[00:46.97] Never gave a fukk about a bitch\n[00:49.65] Spark Master Tape (ugh)\n[00:52.36] Never gave a fukk about a bitch I said I'm\n[00:54.16] Never give a fukk about em'\n[00:58.75] Never, Never give a fukk about em'\n[01:03.26] Never give a fukk about em'\n[01:07.73] Never, Never give a fukk about em'\n[01:10.49] Bitch I see em'\n[01:13.13] Never give a fukk about em'\n[01:16.75] Never, Never give a fukk about em'\n[01:22.14] Never give a fukk about em'\n[01:24.88] Never, Never give a fukk about em'\n[01:25.73] Bitch I see em'\n[01:26.62] SPARK\n[01:27.54] Spark Master Tape (ugh)\n[01:28.40] Never gave a fukk about a bitch\n[01:31.18] Spark Master Tape (ugh)\n[01:32.97] Never gave a fukk about a bitch I said I'm\n[01:35.62] Spark Master Tape (ugh)\n[01:37.43] Never gave a fukk about a bitch\n[01:40.12] Spark Master Tape (ugh)\n[01:41.91] Never gave a fukk about a bitch I said I'm\n[01:43.79] Never give a fukk about em'\n[01:49.11] Never, Never give a fukk about em'\n[01:52.83] Never give a fukk about em'\n[01:58.27] Never, Never give a fukk about em'\n[02:00.95] Bitch I see em'\n[02:02.72] Never give a fukk about em'\n[02:07.22] Never, Never give a fukk about em'\n[02:11.78] Never give a fukk about em'\n[02:14.50] Never, Never give a fukk about em'\n[02:15.30] Bitch I see em'\n[02:17.13] SPARK\n[02:18.06] \"I want a remix, I think I want a remix\"\n[02:18.96] Spark Master Tape (ugh)\n[02:20.79] Never gave a fukk about a bitch\n[02:21.63] Spark Master Tape (ugh)\n[02:22.58] Never gave a fukk about a bitch I said I'm\n[02:29.78] Spark Master Tape (ugh)\n[02:37.96] Never gave a fukk about a bitch\n[02:39.64] Spark Master Tape (ugh)\n[02:40.63] Never gave a fukk about a bitch I said I'm\n[02:41.54] [...rec-og-nize N.I.C.E] x\n[03:04.07] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Never Gave a Fukk\n  artist: Spark Master Tape\n  album: Syrup Splash\n  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73130\n- text: Never give a fukk about em'\n  start_ms: 73130\n  end_ms: 76750\n- text: Never, Never give a fukk about em'\n  start_ms: 76750\n  end_ms: 82140\n- text: Never give a fukk about em'\n  start_ms: 82140\n  end_ms: 84880\n- text: Never, Never give a fukk about em'\n  start_ms: 84880\n  end_ms: 85730\n- text: Bitch I see em'\n  start_ms: 85730\n  end_ms: 86620\n- text: SPARK\n  start_ms: 86620\n  end_ms: 87540\n- text: Spark Master Tape (ugh)\n  start_ms: 87540\n  end_ms: 88400\n- text: Never gave a fukk about a bitch\n  start_ms: 88400\n  end_ms: 91180\n- text: Spark Master Tape (ugh)\n  start_ms: 91180\n  end_ms: 92970\n- text: Never gave a fukk about a bitch I said I'm\n  start_ms: 92970\n  end_ms: 95620\n- text: Spark Master Tape (ugh)\n  start_ms: 95620\n  end_ms: 97430\n- text: Never gave a fukk about a bitch\n  start_ms: 97430\n  end_ms: 100120\n- text: Spark Master Tape (ugh)\n  start_ms: 100120\n  end_ms: 101910\n- text: Never gave a fukk about a bitch I said I'm\n  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140790\n- text: Never gave a fukk about a bitch\n  start_ms: 140790\n  end_ms: 141630\n- text: Spark Master Tape (ugh)\n  start_ms: 141630\n  end_ms: 142580\n- text: Never gave a fukk about a bitch I said I'm\n  start_ms: 142580\n  end_ms: 149780\n- text: Spark Master Tape (ugh)\n  start_ms: 149780\n  end_ms: 157960\n- text: Never gave a fukk about a bitch\n  start_ms: 157960\n  end_ms: 159640\n- text: Spark Master Tape (ugh)\n  start_ms: 159640\n  end_ms: 160630\n- text: Never gave a fukk about a bitch I said I'm\n  start_ms: 160630\n  end_ms: 161540\n- text: '[...rec-og-nize N.I.C.E] x'\n  start_ms: 161540\n  end_ms: 184070\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 184070\nplain: |-\n  Ughh\n\n  Aight man, let me.\n  Drinkin' alone is like shitting in company\n  So I got alcoholics only in my Company\n\n  Aww man\n  Ughhhh\n\n  She was a cutie smokin' little zooties\n  From.from a city called \"A...\"\n\n  I must have been Capone in my last life\n  Po-lice got me flagged like a gas pipe\n  Walkin' 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me where your money at\n[00:41.56] And if that shit be filthy\n[00:43.15] I'll show you where the laundry at\n[00:45.01] Mad apps on my iCloud\n[00:48.07] Fuck the free ones, pressing Buy Now\n[00:50.82] You know that by now there should've been\n[00:52.99] Bullet holes up in yo Benz\n[00:54.53] Bullet holes all in yo friends\n[00:55.92] Bullet holes up my wall\n[00:57.57] Bullet holes keep the crib cool in the summer\n[01:00.79] We don't seal 'em up, We don't seal 'em up, I said\n[01:04.20] Bullet holes keep the crib cool in the summer\n[01:07.11] We don't seal 'em up, We don't seal 'em up\n[01:10.02] Platoon\n[01:13.62] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Bullet Holes\n  artist: Spark Master Tape\n  album: Syrup Splash\n  duration_ms: 102000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: And all my people would say\n  start_ms: 19960\n  end_ms: 21910\n- text: What do it take to live like Ricky Rozay\n  start_ms: 21910\n  end_ms: 25770\n- text: Uhhh\n  start_ms: 25770\n  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at\n\n  Mad apps on my iCloud\n  Fuck the free ones, pressing Buy Now\n  You know that by now there should've been\n  Bullet holes up in yo Benz\n  Bullet holes all in yo friends\n  Bullet holes up my wall\n  Bullet holes keep the crib cool in the summer\n  We don't seal 'em up, We don't seal 'em up, I said\n  Bullet holes keep the crib cool in the summer\n  We don't seal 'em up, We don't seal 'em up\n  Platoon\n"},{"id":35849719,"name":"Uzi on My Instagram","trackName":"Uzi on My Instagram","artistName":"Spark Master Tape","albumName":"Syrup Splash","duration":227.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"And now my uzi up on instagram\nAnd now my uzi up on instagram\nI moved from moving just a floozy to like 50 grams\nI'm talking kilo\nI'm dreaming of leaving a life of goons filled with demons\nBut I look into the mirror, I know I always see them\nSmash that, can afford, New one can't even pay no more\nBarely rock payments on my ninety four Ford\nSold my leather Crest 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title: Uzi on My Instagram\n  artist: Spark Master Tape\n  album: Syrup Splash\n  duration_ms: 227000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  And now my uzi up on instagram\n  And now my uzi up on instagram\n  I moved from moving just a floozy to like 50 grams\n  I'm talking kilo\n  I'm dreaming of leaving a life of goons filled with demons\n  But I look into the mirror, I know I always see them\n  Smash that, can afford, New one can't even pay no more\n  Barely rock payments on my ninety four Ford\n  Sold my leather Crest Honda Accord\n  And with this life that I live, I'd never choose to get kids\n  They just be used to my bitch, not giving milk cause she sick\n  I've been watching B.E.T. since I was three\n  And I really wish that my pops would've showed me that shit ain't real\n  Cause now I got a piece...\n  Of the puzzle, that I use with a 'live' potatoe on 'the' damn muzzle\n  Now you french fry, french fry, would you have an apple pie\n\n  It's been a while, I'm not who I was before\n  You look surprised, your words don't burn me anymore\n  Been meaning to tell you, but I guess it's clear to see\n\n  Don't be mad, it's just the brand new kind of me\n\n  Yeah, it's getting colder\n  When the AK ain't sleep, keep that on my shoulder\n  Strapped like a guitar, tired like a soldier\n  I'm strapped like a retard, mama should've told ya\n  Spark'll put two G's on ya forehead like Soulja\n  Paper Platoon\n  (What kind of SWOUP you makin'?)\n  I swear to God - Sparkin'\n  We on\n"},{"id":27874463,"name":"Uzi on my Instagram ft. 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Alicia Keys\n  album: Syrup Splash\n  duration_ms: 227000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  And now my uzi up on instagram\n  And now my uzi up on instagram\n  I moved from moving just a floozy to like 50 grams\n  I'm talking kilo\n  I'm dreaming of leaving a life of goons filled with demons\n  But I look into the mirror, I know I always see them\n  Smash that, can afford, New one can't even pay no more\n  Barely rock payments on my ninety four Ford\n  Sold my leather Crest Honda Accord\n  And with this life that I live, I'd never choose to get kids\n  They just be used to my bitch, not giving milk cause she sick\n  I've been watching B.E.T. since I was three\n  And I really wish that my pops would've showed me that shit ain't real\n  Cause now I got a piece...\n  Of the puzzle, that I use with a 'live' potatoe on 'the' damn muzzle\n  Now you french fry, french fry, would you have an apple pie\n\n  It's been a while, I'm not who I was before\n  You look surprised, your words don't burn me anymore\n  Been meaning to tell you, but I guess it's clear to see\n\n  Don't be mad, it's just the brand new kind of me\n\n  Yeah, it's getting colder\n  When the AK ain't sleep, keep that on my shoulder\n  Strapped like a guitar, tired like a soldier\n  I'm strapped like a retard, mama should've told ya\n  Spark'll put two G's on ya forehead like Soulja\n  Paper Platoon\n  (What kind of SWOUP you makin'?)\n  I swear to God - Sparkin'\n  We on\n"},{"id":9376551,"name":"No Love for Me","trackName":"No Love for Me","artistName":"Spark Master Tape feat. Rick Ross, Lil B & Usher","albumName":"Syrup Splash","duration":257.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Big black nigga in a icey watch\nShoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shop\nBig black nigga in a icey watch\nShoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shop\nCount the profits you could bring 'em in a Nike box\n\nI tried to hide my feelings inside\nBut blind men can see that there's no love for me\n\nGot on all my ice, talkin' cash\nBeen ballin' all my life, Lamborghini's, fast whips\nShe got on all my ice, talkin' cash\nBeen ballin' all my life, Lamborghini's, fast whips\nShe down to ride and deserves a boss who down to provide\nWe run the streets but on G-5's, I'm talkin' fly\nBoots and blue jeans, Cartier, newer rings\nYou with a big boy, so we do the big things\nHad to valet park it, chanel hoodie on\n\nI tried to hide my feelings inside\nBut blind men can see that there's no love for me\n\nBig black nigga in a icey watch\nShoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shop\nBig black nigga in a icey watch\nShoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shop\nCount the profits you could bring 'em in a Nike box\n\nI tried to hide my feelings inside\nBut blind men can see that there's no love for me\n\nSippin' soup, in the back of the coupe with the eyes on you\nNever red eyes like my eye Piru\nHomie, we don't drive by, killer we just drive through\nWith a little illegal firearm up in my palm\nThen we run up on so-called thugs and fake dons\nTook his gold watch and his fake ones\nGet his torch, hit her like a Pokemon's\nMotherfucker, I'm slapping my bitch\nIf they get in my biz, I be slapping my kids\nHave a half a heart, the other half don't exist\nIf I find that motherfucker tell him I don't need it\nI'm with this syrup splashin'\nRecords blowin' up man police trackin'\nBetter show up on parole, they askin'\nWhy the fuck this drug test got a damn reaction?\nSpark\nIt's Paper Platoon man\n\nI tried to hide my feelings inside\nBut blind men can see that there's no love for me\n\nBig black nigga in a icey watch\nShoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shop\nBig black nigga in a icey watch\nShoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shop\nCount the profits you could bring 'em in a Nike box\n\nI tried to hide my feelings inside\nBut blind men can see that there's no love for me\n\nYoung Based God, came in with the ballers\nIced out chain, bitch, I'm rich off that same shit\nYoung Based God, came in with the ballers\nIced out chain, bitch, I'm rich off that same shit\nSixty-five hoes on my dick, bitch, it's Christmas\nStraight Westside, Bay Area bitch, I'll grave em\nPretty boy shit, Based God finna hang em\nArmed like a cradle and you niggas can't stop me\n\nI tried to hide my feelings inside\nBut blind men can see that there's no love for me\n\nBig black nigga in a icey watch\nShoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shop\nBig black nigga in a icey watch\nShoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shop\n\nHoller 'bout what you gon' do to me\n(It's Paper Platoon man)\nDon't talk about it, be about it, let me see\n(We getting this money all day)\nHoller 'bout what you gon' do to me\n(Get at me for that molly baby)\nDon't talk about it, be about it, let me see\n\nYeah, cash, money, bitches, uh\nYeah, cash, money, bitches, uh\nChicken soup (woop, woop, uh)\nYou know we out here cooking this soup man\nCans all on the floor right now, motherfucker\n\nI tried to hide my feelings inside\nBut blind men can see that there's no love for me","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: No Love for Me\n  artist: Spark Master Tape feat. Rick Ross, Lil B & Usher\n  album: Syrup Splash\n  duration_ms: 257000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Big black nigga in a icey watch\n  Shoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shop\n  Big black nigga in a icey watch\n  Shoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shop\n  Count the profits you could bring 'em in a Nike box\n\n  I tried to hide my feelings inside\n  But blind men can see that there's no love for me\n\n  Got on all my ice, talkin' cash\n  Been ballin' all my life, Lamborghini's, fast whips\n  She got on all my ice, talkin' cash\n  Been ballin' all my life, Lamborghini's, fast whips\n  She down to ride and deserves a boss who down to provide\n  We run the streets but on G-5's, I'm talkin' fly\n  Boots and blue jeans, Cartier, newer rings\n  You with a big boy, so we do the big things\n  Had to valet park it, chanel hoodie on\n\n  I tried to hide my feelings inside\n  But blind men can see that there's no love for me\n\n  Big black nigga in a icey watch\n  Shoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shop\n  Big black nigga in a icey watch\n  Shoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shop\n  Count the profits you could bring 'em in a Nike box\n\n  I tried to hide my feelings inside\n  But blind men can see that there's no love for me\n\n  Sippin' soup, in the back of the coupe with the eyes on you\n  Never red eyes like my eye Piru\n  Homie, we don't drive by, killer we just drive through\n  With a little illegal firearm up in my palm\n  Then we run up on so-called thugs and fake dons\n  Took his gold watch and his fake ones\n  Get his torch, hit her like a Pokemon's\n  Motherfucker, I'm slapping my bitch\n  If they get in my biz, I be slapping my kids\n  Have a half a heart, the other half don't exist\n  If I find that motherfucker tell him I don't need it\n  I'm with this syrup splashin'\n  Records blowin' up man police trackin'\n  Better show up on parole, they askin'\n  Why the fuck this drug test got a damn reaction?\n  Spark\n  It's Paper Platoon man\n\n  I tried to hide my feelings inside\n  But blind men can see that there's no love for me\n\n  Big black nigga in a icey watch\n  Shoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shop\n  Big black nigga in a icey watch\n  Shoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shop\n  Count the profits you could bring 'em in a Nike box\n\n  I tried to hide my feelings inside\n  But blind men can see that there's no love for me\n\n  Young Based God, came in with the ballers\n  Iced out chain, bitch, I'm rich off that same shit\n  Young Based God, came in with the ballers\n  Iced out chain, bitch, I'm rich off that same shit\n  Sixty-five hoes on my dick, bitch, it's Christmas\n  Straight Westside, Bay Area bitch, I'll grave em\n  Pretty boy shit, Based God finna hang em\n  Armed like a cradle and you niggas can't stop me\n\n  I tried to hide my feelings inside\n  But blind men can see that there's no love for me\n\n  Big black nigga in a icey watch\n  Shoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shop\n  Big black nigga in a icey watch\n  Shoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shop\n\n  Holler 'bout what you gon' do to me\n  (It's Paper Platoon man)\n  Don't talk about it, be about it, let me see\n  (We getting this money all day)\n  Holler 'bout what you gon' do to me\n  (Get at me for that molly baby)\n  Don't talk about it, be about it, let me see\n\n  Yeah, cash, money, bitches, uh\n  Yeah, cash, money, bitches, uh\n  Chicken soup (woop, woop, uh)\n  You know we out here cooking this soup man\n  Cans all on the floor right now, motherfucker\n\n  I tried to hide my feelings inside\n  But blind men can see that there's no love for me\n"}]